Bar Buzz - It's all in how you present yourself.

I have mixed feelings about awarding the belt to a new team on a rain out week.  I think it takes away from the best part of getting the belt in the first place. You don't don't get to wear it amongst your peers and flaunt a little in front of a full crowd at Tapps. Fortunatly, thanks to a great Star Wars theme night, Forcing Third Base had no trouble finding people before whom they could parade themselves. The Mos Eisley cantina, I mean Tapps, was populated with many of the peninsula's heros and heroines dressed up as futuristic versions of themselves.

Peanut Butter Jelly TIme was in attack formation first. Led by Master Jedi Christina Obershaw, this band of rebels were ready for action. A few other contingents had gathered, notably; Balls & Dolls, Alcobalics and Five Toe Death Kick.  Early in the night,  not a single person from new belt holders, Forcing Third Base, were  in sight. It would have seemed that obtaining the belt for PBJT would be as easy as shooting womprats in beggar's canyon.

Suddenly, a call that momentarily stunned the bar into expectant silence rang out. You could almost feel the Imperial March resonating in your bones as what appeared to be the entire Empire striking back at the Rebel scum.  FTB's forced march was the bestteam entrance I've seen in my 23, or so,years of life.

 FTB continued to force choke the life out of the competition with a barrage of week long photographic fun and a large side helping of gratuitous branding.  You're going to need more than a good blaster at your side to wrest the belt from this group.